The Nature of Possession – Chapter 11

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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The first thing that came to mind when I saw ‘Lee Mina’ was ‘picky.’

Her sharp eyes looked like they would scrutinize everything, and the way she had her arms crossed seemed overbearing.

“Good morning. The leadership meeting ended late.”

She stated the reason for being late, but it didn’t sound like she was asking for understanding or making an excuse.

It was more of a ‘just know that’ nuance.

Then, she looked around, as if checking to see if anyone was missing.

“……..”

Our eyes met again, and I was convinced.

That she was the person who would be obsessed with me in this world.

I couldn’t explain it.

It was just a gut feeling.

From the start, dimensional travel itself didn’t make any sense.

So, it’s not strange to get a feel for this, right?

“Even if you worked overtime, shouldn’t you come to work looking neat? In-ho-ssi?”

As soon as she sat down, Mina pointed to me with a gesture of her chin.

Everyone’s gaze was focused on me.

Even the people who had said that the team leader was being too harsh earlier were just looking at their notebooks like they were mute.

Was she the number one in the hierarchy of this office?

“I’ll be careful.”

I gave a safe answer, but she didn’t seem to like it.

“In-ho-ssi, is something wrong?”

“No, nothing’s wrong.”

“It doesn’t seem like nothing is wrong.”

“No, there really isn’t.”

“But why…”

She seemed to get heated as she spoke, and her tone rose.

At the standoff that occurred at the start of the meeting, the other team members became shrunken and started to watch our every move.

In the icy atmosphere, one person quietly raised their hand and said,

“Um… Mina-nim, In-ho-ssi said earlier that he wasn’t feeling well today and that he would be… taking sick leave.”

“Yuna-ssi. I’m asking In-ho-ssi right now, aren’t I?”

Mina replied with a smile, and Yuna said she was sorry, then lowered her head.

“So… you’re saying you’re taking sick leave because you’re not feeling well?”

“Yes. I was going to tell you after the scrum meeting.”

“Hm… I saw the email about what I assigned you yesterday. But don’t you think it’s a bit irresponsible to leave early when we’re this busy?”

You should be grateful.

If it were the old me, I would have flipped the desk first.

I thought that a young team leader would be more open-minded, but she was no different from those old-fashioned, stubborn people.

“I don’t think the company can’t function without me.”

When I said something that I often used to say in my previous life, Mina’s face was severely contorted.

Everyone in the conference room opened their mouths and looked at me.

As if they had never imagined that I would say something like that.

The unpleasant feeling of dimensional travel, the anger at the fact that the original owner died from overwork and I possessed this body.

All of this mixed together, stimulating my original personality, and I leaned back in the chair, speaking in an arrogant manner.

“So, are you going to allow me to take sick leave or not?”

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Of course, the morning scrum didn’t proceed properly.

Whether it was because Mina was angry at my provocation or not, she ended the meeting.

She sent the other team members out and said that she would have a meeting with me.

The people outside would probably be talking a lot about what just happened.

They’d be saying things like it was unexpected, or that I didn’t seem like that but actually had a bad personality.

They’d be saying these kinds of things without a filter.

‘It would have been better if I was a student.’

I smiled bitterly as I remembered the previous dimension.

If I had been more careful with On-yu, wouldn’t I still be in that world?

I also felt regret, but it was something that had already happened.

“In-ho-ssi. Do you have any complaints about me?”

“No. I just want to take sick leave because I’m not feeling well from overworking.”

“I didn’t know you were someone who could speak so coldly, In-ho-ssi.”

She pointed at my employee ID with her finger.

In the ID, a handsome man was smiling innocently, but I felt that the man in this photo was a frustrating pushover.

“It depends on the situation.”

“That’s…”

The back-and-forth continued.

She asked about the change in my feelings, and the conversation progressed with me blocking her questions at the source.

After about 5 minutes of this meaningless back-and-forth, she raised both hands slightly as if surrendering and shook her head.

“Okay. Go. You’ve been working a lot of overtime lately, so it’s only natural that you’d be tired.”

“Thank you.”

I bowed and was about to leave the conference room when she stopped me.

“In-ho-ssi. Perhaps… you didn’t receive a job offer or anything, have you?”

“No, I haven’t.”

She had quickly come closer and placed her hand on my shoulder and brought her face close.

“If it’s because you don’t like the company, tell me anytime. I’ll take care of all of that.”

Her eyes, which were smiling, were dull and murky.

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